The toughest man in the NBA

Chapter 118

The February games are all over.

The excellent Phoenix Suns have amazed the entire league. In the absence of Nash, they have won all twelve games and are currently 39 wins and 18 losses, second only to the Spurs and the Lakers, ranking third in the West.

And Tuman played dominant data, averaging:
36 points, 18 rebounds, 6 blocks, 4 assists!
After two months of absence, Tu Man finally got back his exclusive honor——

Rookie of the month!

Blake Griffin isn't bad either, averaging:

23.1 points, 11.6 rebounds, 3.6 assists.

But like the slam dunk contest, there is a huge gap between good and great, beyond human reach...

Not only that, but due to his strong statistics, Tu Man also won the Western Conference Player of the Month trophy for the first time in his career, which is amazing!

If you talk about the peak when you debut, it is better than Jordan, O'Neal, Duncan, and Magic, who failed to win a player of the month trophy in their rookie season...

In fact, since the NBA began to select the best player of the month in the 1979-1980 season, in the entire 30 years, there have been only two rookies who have won the best player of the month.

they are--

Larry Bird and Kevin Lancey.

The greatness of the former is beyond doubt, and the latter only played for six seasons before switching careers to become a pastor.

Over 30 years, Tuman No. [-]!
In the entire West, LaMarcus Aldridge, who is slightly closer to Tuman and nominated, has a record of 8 wins and 4 losses. The average data per game is:
27.8 points, 9.3 rebounds, 1.6 blocks, 2.3 assists.

And Howard, who won the best of the month in the Eastern Conference, has 7 wins and 4 losses. The average data per game is:
26.6 points, 14.8 rebounds, 2 blocks, 1.2 assists.

Look, this is the data of normal human beings!
Even ten years ago, under the condition that only one player was selected for the best player of the month regardless of the east and west, there is no doubt that Tu Man won the award!
Tu Man is not interested in statistics, but he has meat to eat when he wins——

Best rookie of the month, 3 yuan.

The best player of the month, 5 yuan!
Tuman's mouth was almost grinning behind his ears, such a generous system, so what's the point of being polite to it?

Immediately, I did not hesitate to exchange the ones on both sides of my thighs:
Sartorius, adductor magnus, adductor longus, and adductor brevis!

Touching half of his thick golden thighs, thinking of going to Atlanta to beat up Pachulia tomorrow, Tu Man couldn't help showing an evil and cruel smile...

On February 3, the Suns played away against the Eagles.

Pachulia is just a substitute with no sense of presence. When Tuman came on the field, the boos at the Phillips Arena were not even very enthusiastic...

Not even a curse, which made Tu Man's prepared program useless.

Are the quality of Atlanta fans so high?

For a head coach with a normal brain circuit, if something like that happened in the last game, Pachulia should be put on the bench this time.

After all, Tu Man's combat power is so strong, and the slag is just a substitute.

But Larry Drew couldn't help Pachulia's soft-heartedness, and he swore to the lamp that he would never hurt anyone maliciously again!

So, in the middle of the first quarter, when Tuman put Horford out of the cap, Larry Drew thought of the scum, and Pachulia appeared on the court.

Gentry stood up, isn't the momentum right?

He bet that Pachulia must have concealed his irreconcilable hatred with the Tuman, and this Larry Drew is an idiot for stepping on a horse!
Hurry up and replace Tu Man!
But there is no dead ball yet, so he can't do anything in a hurry.

The players on the field didn't notice Pachulia's ferocious face. Hill once again used a sharp breakthrough to make the Eagles lose sight of one thing, and suddenly gave the ball to Richardson.

Richardson in the bottom corner catches the ball and shoots, Pachulia sticks up, a smell of smoldering smell comes out, Tuman dodges to the side in disgust.

Did this guy eat shit in the afternoon? It stinks!

The basketball spun around the hoop and fell out.

Tuman glanced at Pachulia from the corner of his eye, and he posted it again, but did not make any other movements.

Strange, is this guy cowardly?

Hit even if you are scared!

Tu Man suddenly turned around, and threw out his iron elbow. With a "bang", Pachulia bent into a wounded maggot and fell to the ground.

With a sound of "vomit", a large pile of excrement spewed out...

"Beep!"

The referee's whistle blew.

This is the Eagles' home court, and Pachulia didn't make any extra moves. Tuman's elbow became the only focus of the incident, and he felt sorry for not blowing it.

Amidst the boos all over the sky, the referee gave a common personal foul.

Not even free throws!

The referee was also very helpless, Tuman didn't even raise his elbow, his iron elbow was tightly pressed against his ribs, if it wasn't for Pachulia's sticking too tightly, this wouldn't be considered a cylinder that violated the slag, you guys What else do you want?

The medical team hurried onto the field again, pinching their noses to get rid of the dregs. Has this kid developed a habit of vomiting?
But Pachulia was strong. He vomited a puddle of sewage again, lifted his jersey and wiped his mouth, and drove the team doctor away——

I'm fine, leave me alone!
Zha Zha stood up, punched the left chest, his throat was sore, and he almost spat out again, but he held back forcefully.

The fans were moved and applauded, this is also a tough guy!
The staff was hurrying to clean the floor, Gentry put his arms around Tuman's neck, and persuaded him heartbroken:
"Brother, you are an All-Star! Don't you have a famous saying in China that Meiyu can't get along with tiles? Can you stop messing with that piece of shit?"

Tu Man smiled and said:
"Alvin, you are so knowledgeable! Don't worry, I won't do it again. I said I'll hit you once, isn't it over?"

Gentry was skeptical and threatened him again:

"Do it again, I'll replace you, don't rely on me if you don't get the best of the week!"

Tu Man clapped his hands:

"Don't do it, I'll stay away from him, that guy smells too bad!"

The game restarts.

The ball was given to the Eagles.

Tu Man has no place to hold, Pachulia is still clutching his stomach, the corner of his mouth is dripping with yellow-green liquid, it's too late...

Kirk Hinrich dribbled the ball around and didn't find an opportunity to attack. He caught a glimpse of Tuman's disgusted look and wished he could stay away from Pachulia.

So he tossed high and asked Pachulia for an empty catch.

Obviously, he didn't know anything about Tu Man's speed.

The moment he passed the ball, Tu Man quickly turned around, like a bolt of lightning, galloping towards the landing point of the basketball!

Pachulia resisted the churning in his stomach, barely jumped up, and grabbed the basketball with one hand.

At this height, he couldn't do any fancy moves, he simply grabbed the basketball and slashed it into the hoop...

"Oh!"

The basketball flew obliquely into the air, and Tu Man slammed into Pachulia's back.

Zha Zha staggered forward, his knees softened, and he knelt down on the ground. He couldn't hold back the soreness anymore, and opened his mouth——

A pool of green water splashed out...

(End of this chapter)